Earlier, in June 2009, I shared with you my first orgasm while discovering the joy of masturbation. After that first time, my life was changed. I had hit the motherload of pleasure. It was readily available and free. I was a loner so it made perfect sense. I decided how and when to jack off and didn't have to depend on anyone else.
I continued to masturbate during my early teen years probably one to two times a day. I would lock myself in the bathroom and use my hand to slowly work my cock up to that point of no return and that warm pleasurable explosion of white cum. All other problems or anxieties were gone while pleasuring myself.
I didn't have any friends that I could talk to or share thoughts about sex. My parents did not discuss sex. My younger brother and I later shared some sexual experiences, which I will share later. For now, it was just about pleasuring my cock.
During my first year of high school, I started to notice women and their beautiful bodies. The sad thing was, I went to an all boy school! I had been to a coed grade school and had enjoyed talking to the guys about some of the girls' bodies, but I had very few friends, especially girl friends. So I started taking notice of the beautiful women in the bra ads and soon any pictures of women. In one class in school, we would receive a copy of Times magazine and have to discuss current events. One article was about Manson and Squeaky Fromme and for some reason I remember seeing a bare chested picture of her. I also remember seeing ads about a cream to increase bustlines. The blonde model was just gorgeous and had a great set of tits. The next thing I know, I'm getting a boner and getting really horny. So somehow I got out of the room to use the bathroom and got to the urinal and pulled out my hard cock and began stroking. I was too horny to think about anyone catching me, especially in an all boys school. After a few strokes, I shot my load in the urinal and hurriedly zipped up, just while another student came into the bathroom. Luckily, I don't think he noticed.
Some time later, a friend of mine brought a Penthouse to school. I had never seen one except when helping out with a paperdrive. I remember seeing a busty nude woman called Helga of the dunes. Anyway, my friend let me take the mag home and I was in heaven. I jerked off to beautiful naked women, all posing for me. I got up enough courage to start buying my own mags at the 7 11. My all time favorite pictorial was a beautiful brunette female hitchhiker in short tight jeans and high heels. A businessman picked her up and they began to make out in his convertible. I will never forget the image of her sitting on his lap while he sucked on her beautiful tits, then fondling his cock. I became addicted to Penthouse, especially the stories.
I was very shy and did not develop any relationships with girls, although I would have loved to. I would masturbate many times a week while watching all the lovely ladies in my magazines. I didn't want to see the full fledged porn pictures so Penthouse was perfect for me. I enjoyed watching the ladies pleasure themselves and also enjoyed the straight and lesbian pictorials. I often masturbated in bed at night while fantasizing about some girls I knew or the rare female teacher at the high school.
I had some younger brothers who sometimes saw me naked with a boner. They would just look on at it without any real comments. I would sometimes make it move up and down and once oozed some precum. One brother and I had shared some mags and we had rarely seen each other masturbate. I t felt awkward doing it in front of him, but I guess it was the beginning of my voyeur and exhibition feelings.
I know this may not have been the most exciting story to read, but I just wanted to share it with you.